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25 thoughts on “Ulbus – Warhound of Bethseba from Thistle. ”

That’s awesome. Nightmarish in appearance and proportions. I’m working on a project of my own using the Slaughterpriest, and I was thinking the other day that this figure is destined to be the next to inspire countless conversions in the same way that the Lord of Nurgle figure has.

Yes. I’m holding off because everyone else is already on it. But eventually I will give up and do mine and it’ll be fun to try be unique when everyone has already made one. I really love what Thistle did with his.

It is great to see more and more people using the slaughter priest for conversions. I think this is one of the strongest i have seen. The few careful changes really make it a different model. The talos arm works so well here, I am amazed (the slaughter priest sure is big!). My favorite part is the tribarreled pistol though. The grey-blue tones to his skin look rad too!

That Slaughterpriest is a gorgeous model, a worthy successor to the Nurgle Lord as the ‘model the whole world and its dog have converted’. Secretly I hope that just as the popularity of the Nurgle Lord led us to the Blightkings so the Slaughterpriest might spawn its own box set in a few years time. Ah well, a man can dream. In the meantime, excellent work again Thistle – as others have said the blue skin is spot on (to my eye it almost looks like his whole body is covered in fading tattoos) and the helmet is a nice choice and really compliments the model.

I have had no luck with Ulbus (I can find two children’s book characters with the name, but neither fit a professor and a pirate in the ‘Edge Chronicles’). The oryginalle description of ulbus found said ‘ a loyal giant, wanted for his mutations and crimes’. The same thing is suggested by ”Warhound”, a term suggesting a blind loyalty rather touching… a loathed and despised, twisted and tainted aberration who has found a ”pack” in which he can run. His crymes bothe genetic and by deed are ”forgotten”, or rather placed beyond reache, for who will dare question the retinue of the Ladie Betsheba and the Hospitalier Guardians, an official bodie of holie terra? The hypocrisy of it…

His mistresse, whom he follows without question and adores as a savage dog does his owner… a terror to enemies and strangers, fawning and affectionate to his mistress. His hands have been cut off and replaced by rather crudely implanted weapons… perhaps sustained by an ichor piped into him.

A twisted giant of malformed flesh and crudely fused machinery… the claw-implant in particular looks agonisingly painful, a mass of brass and iron crudely bolted to his bones and sewn to his nerves by a fleshe-artiste… of course the pain will increase his savagery, like a wounded beast. His face a sinister mask of goggled eyes covering some twisted nightmare. The skin is pallid, necrotic, the grey-blue tone suggesting a sort of jaundice or discolouration caused by drugs or genetic aberration.

Notice also his collar of fur, even fouller than usual (a thick browny-red wash indicating all manner of nastiness), I imagine slick with blood, greasy, unwashed, crawling with lice, an odd note of aristocracy, perhaps the Ladie Betseba wants her servants to reflecte a little of her ”glory” like the old footman’s livery. Hence the knightlie spiked greaves as well, which are actually very well made (I imagine it takes considerable skill to create the flexible foot-joint from metal plates… they look like they once formed part of some noble suit, rusted and filthy, found in some hoard of technologie and metall and taken to outfit the ladie’s twisted knight-errant, or else an heirloome of house betseba long decayed in low terra.

But all of this as I have said is rotten, rusty, greasie, necrotic, long hours pacing behind his mistresse as they grub amongst squalor and scraps and filthe, overpowering some wretched pilgrymme, sordid meetings with fences, peddling adeptus rights… negotiating the fate of some poor devil captured alive… her ‘glorie’ is nothing, the ragged scraps and scarecrow dignity of the carrion fowl of terra, bedecking themselves in long decayed splendour, parasites on the rotting carcase of the temple world and the streams of pilgrymmes…

The jumble of items strapped to his back — shrine, some more or less precious piece of technology (in the squalid decay of lowe terra archaeotech and worthless rubbish are all of a piece, anything is seized on) seems to suggest he is both bodyguard and beaste of burden. The rusted horns about his shoulders look like some mad hunting trophie grubbed up from the decaying palace of the nobilitae thousands of years ago in case it has some value…

thanks chaps – nicely put mr grey – all the words i would use miself if i could but, words i loose and find hard to recall and numbers flit out of mi myndde in seconds or less – stroke took such things away from me and constant blood in blood out situations make me feel as if this is all method acting – i am one of these creaturs as we will all become ……

It’s a true honour, Mr Laurence/Thistle/Ioannes Albus. The stroke may, if I may say so, have robbed you of your capacity with wordes but your paintinges telle tales of squalor, paine, pietie and glorie which I will never equal… my verie beste to you. I thinke you’re right, your condition allowes you to see within the grim, grimy worlde of the fortie-first millennium which will be your everlasting remembrance..

I recently discovered the bag of lavender your wyfe made for your Pilgrymmes box in the photo… which damne near made me cry for my late auntie used to do the same for our clothes and beddes… but which also reminds me of Verres… gaius verres, the hideously corrupte roman governor of sicilie… who used to go about with a bag of rose-petals pressed to his nose to keep away the smell…the Ladie Batseba carries a nosegay to keepe the stench of her foule carrion-worke away from her refined nobilita sensibilities…

I’m sure the blue skin treatment is fantastic, but the post-processing on that photo has destroyed it by adding its own artefacts – I’d love to see what these minis would really look like, via a decent camera and lens and not an iPad mini. Does Pilgrym need a photographer?

Yup I need a photographer – unless you live near nottm – then there’s no help – I have friends and certain access at work with extremely talented people and very expensive kit but alas I go in rarely and I do not like to bother busy people – eventually I’ll have them shot for visions and I’ll try to remember to grab some extras ………

I did make a special trip to Nottre Ham a few years ago to shoot some of Alan’s collection in his games room, they made it onto the front cover of Miniature Wargames. Same with Gripping Beast. I would be happy to do the same for Pilgrym, not for commercial reasons but just out of pure admiration for what you are doing. I can’t promise the lofty technical standards of ‘the firm’, but the offer’s there if you ever need it.

Thistle doing blue again…..next thing you know you’ll be trying out green. Though if I remember correctly your orks are brown and ace. When I saw this brute the other day I was blown away. He is just fantastic. If one of my characters takes this guy out in combat I am actually going to snap off his gun! 😉

Migs – How about after the Pilgrim we all have fun making and painting an Ork? Total change of pace.

Ulbus is a perfect name, it makes me think of ulv (wolf).
The blue tones makes me think of celts. all of it together turns him in to cuchulain, the great guard-dog-man.
which, again, fits what Ulbus is perfectly.
Also, the touch of orange against the blue skin is fantastic!